There is cold fog on the high cliffs and a heavy wind on the distant sea.
It rained lightly in the East China Sea today.
Lu Xiaoer sat under the eaves of the wooden house and looked at You Chunshan, who was huddled in his hut not far away.
This young man spent all his wealth to buy a wooden sword. After being immersed in the beautiful and childhood fantasy, he had to face a very real problem.
That means there is no money for food.
But it's right by the stream after all.
In addition, Lu Xiaoer felt a little guilty because he doubted whether his original decision was too childish, so he invited him to eat in the town from time to time.
You Chunshan will not die of hunger.
In this spring rain in mid-March, the young man was holding his sword in a daze.
It was not until noon that the rain gradually subsided, and the young man ran towards the cabin despite the rain holding his wooden sword.
"I probably really can't practice."
Although You Chunshan said this, he still stood in the corridor very seriously, wiping the wooden sword.
"No feeling at all?"
Lu Xiaoer looked at You Chunshan and asked.
"No." You Chunshan said sincerely, "Those things you mentioned seem to be in another world."
The young man sighed.
"At the beginning, I did fantasize about spending all my wealth to buy such a sword, and then suddenly I would have an enlightenment, summon a sword light for a day, and wash away half of my life's misfortune."
You Chunshan looked down at the wooden sword in his hand.
"It's just that it turns out that the swords of childhood are only wielded by children when they are held by children. We are in our twenties, and we are not embarrassed to do such a thing."
Lu Xiaoer thought for a while and said, "Didn't you still cut the flowers on the roadside yesterday afternoon?"
"..."
You Chunshan didn't expect that Lu Xiaoer would see all this. He blushed a little and argued, "I just want to see if it goes smoothly."
The two sat under the wooden eaves, watching the rain gradually subside.
Lu Xiaoer thought for a long time and said: "Maybe you can try sharpening the sword first? Isn't it said that the way of sword intention can be understood from sharpening the sword? Although you can't feel the Qi, you can't Follow the current common methods to cultivate the seeds of sword intent. Then why not start with the most original method?"
You Chunshan gestured with the wooden sword in his hand.
"Sharpening a sword? It's wooden."
Lu Xiaoer also reacted.
You Chunshan had a new idea.
"How about carving a sword?"
Lu Xiaoer looked at the young man, thought for a moment, and said, "I don't know either, you can give it a try."
You Chunshan looked down at the wooden sword in front of him, and then at the bamboo flute at his waist. He took a deep breath, picked up the flute and broke it.
Then he looked at the broken edge of the bamboo flute, picked out a sharp spot, and turned it to the easier side.
Lu Xiaoer looked at You Chunshan blankly.
"Are you really so decisive?"
You Chunshan nodded and said: "If I don't succeed, I will become a benevolent person. If I succeed, there will be a very wonderful story spread in the world in the future. On a certain day of a certain year and a certain month, You Chunshan, the great swordsman of the East China Sea, broke the cauldron, sank the boat and folded the flute. Carved sword bala bala.”
Lu Xiaoer didn't say anything, he just looked at the sky, picked up his umbrella, and walked towards Xiaoyu Town.
"come on."
...
A story like this epiphany might really happen if the background of the story is changed.
It's just that it's probably a bit fanciful at the moment.
When Lu Xiaoer came back at dusk, You Chunshan was still sitting there, holding a piccolo and carefully carving on the wooden sword bit by bit.
Lu Xiaoer took a closer look and found that he was carving something round and round, with a leaf attached to it.
"What is this? A carrot?"
Lu Xiaoer asked sincerely.
"..."
You Chunshan was probably speechless.
After a while, the young man put down his flute and blew the sawdust off his sword.
"This is my head."
"Where's that leaf?"
"That's the hair flying in the sword wind."
"Hmm...it's very realistic. So what are you going to engrave?"
Lu Xiaoer's words were not sincere at all.
But You Chunshan didn't care, after all, being able to carve things was already good.
"Carve a cliff. I am holding the sword here at the bottom of the cliff and looking up at the high cliff."
"That's it?"
"That's it."
Lu Xiaoer was speechless.
Probably because it was raining and a little cold, the little boy didn't go to the stream to take a bath. He just squatted by the stream, took a piece of cloth, and wiped the sweat from his body.
"I asked you at the sword-making furnace today. I originally wanted you to help make swords and make some money."
You Chunshan raised his head, looked at Lu Xiaoer and asked, "What next?"
Lu Xiaoer sighed: "They heard about your deeds and refused. After all, forging swords..."
"I know, it requires skill."
You Chunshan lowered his head and continued to think about where to carve the next stroke.
Lu Xiaoer shook his head and said, "No, it's a bit mysterious."
"..."
You Chunshan probably knew the reason.
Sure enough, what Lu Xiaoer said next was almost the same as what he thought.
"They think you are too unlucky. Maybe when you are making the sword, if you look at the sword, the sword embryo will be destroyed and it will not reach the ideal state."
After all, every spring before the furnace is opened, a good day must be chosen.
I heard that a long time ago, swords were forged and there was a practice of sacrificing blood to the furnace.
It is said that the fire in the stove will be more intense in this way.
Of course, this is no longer the case.
You Chunshan was carving the sword there silently.
When Lu Xiaoer came back after wiping himself, the young man had an extra strand of hair carved into his hair.
The biggest industry in the town is probably sword making, and there is basically nothing else except for daily livelihood and the like.
Just leaving the town, the entire East China Sea will not be a place where You Chunshan can live a comfortable life.
This town is lucky.
Because it was right under the cliff, even if the two people started fighting nearby, they were not affected in the end.
Lu Xiaoer sat down aside, looked at You Chunshan's carved sword for a while, and then started his own practice again.
The sky gradually darkened, and after the spring rain, there was a lot of rain hanging on the world, and the twilight light gradually dispersed among the water droplets on the branches.
You Chunshan put down the broken flute in his hand, stretched out under the wooden corridor, moved for a while, and then walked towards his small thatched shed holding the wooden sword.
Lu Xiaoer looked at You Chunshan's back, but he didn't know what he thought of. Looking at the young man's back, he stopped him.
"You Chunshan."
The unfortunate man turned around holding the sword and looked at the young boy with a puzzled expression.
"If you really became a great swordsman, what would you want to do?"
Lu Xiaoer asked very seriously.
The latter thought for a while, then said with a smile: "Thirty Hexi... Of course I have to show off."
Just showing off is certainly not enough motivation.
So Lu Xiaoer continued to ask: "What then?"
You Chunshan looked up at the sky and said softly: "If possible, I would like to scold our Majesty."
The young man who had always been unlucky managed to save some money, but because of a fight with Kamigawa, he was buried in the ruins and has been missing ever since.
Lu Xiaoer thought about what would happen if he was also so unlucky.
Probably also scolded her.
Not only You Chunshan couldn't understand it, but also Lu Xiaoer couldn't understand it either.
Why did His Majesty, who had been working well for thousands of years and had no bad reputation except for the Heavenly Hell thing that made the world dissatisfied, suddenly had a big fight with Cong Ren in the East China Sea as if he didn't care about the world.
Then Lu Xiaoer thought of that day again.
When he and his uncle rushed here in a hurry, they saw the black-robed emperor standing under the cliff.
He didn't know why his uncle immediately let go of the umbrella in his hand the moment he saw that person.
He used this as a threat to force such a majesty to leave the East China Sea.
...
It was already a few days later when You Chunshan finished carving such a sword.
Only then did Lu Xiaoer fully see the picture on the wooden sword.
Indeed, as You Chunshan said, it was the young sword cultivator standing under the Mojian Cliff looking at Gao Ya.
Although the carving skills are poor, it still has some charm.
You Chunshan took the sword from Lu Xiaoshou, took advantage of the spring breeze in the morning, walked towards the bottom of the cliff with the sword on his back, and then stopped at the bottom of the cliff.
Just like the picture engraved on the sword.
After a long time, the young man turned back, looked at Lu Xiaoer and said, "How is it? Does it look like him?"
The young boy sitting in front of the creek side tilted his head, thought for a moment, and said, "Like."
So the more similar it is, the less it is.
You Chunshan didn't pay attention. He pulled out his sword from behind like a swordsman and headed towards the high cliff as if he was going to climb a cliff.
After walking for a long time, he stopped again.
Lu Xiaoer, who was holding a sword, followed and stood behind You Chunshan.
"Do you want to try climbing up the cliff?"
You Chunshan sighed and said: "I fall even when walking on flat ground. How can I climb a cliff? What's more, the sword intent is all over it. I don't want to die there young."
I wanted to go but hesitated.
Of course it's not just this young man's thoughts.
Lu Xiaoer also looked up at Gao Ya.
"What is your uncle doing on the cliff?"
You Chunshan turned to look at Lu Xiaoer and asked.
Lu Xiaoer shook his head and said, "I don't know either, but I saw that he was a little hesitant, maybe he was making some decision."
You Chunshan sighed and said, "That's great."
Lu Xiaoer looked at him with some confusion and said, "What's so good about this?"
"If you have a choice, there will be good and bad. Maybe if you choose the right thing, you can go the right way. At least it's not like me, who always stumbles no matter how hard I go."
"Aren't you fine here now?"
"Have I fallen down several times?"
"Where?"
You Chunshan pointed at his heart.
"it's here."
When he bought the wooden sword, when he started trying to practice, when he seriously finished carving the sword.
I kept falling down in my heart.
Of course, this kind of thing has a more easily understood term, called loss.
He lost his footing and fell.
Lu Xiaoer stood on tiptoe sincerely and patted the shoulder of the person next to him.
The two stood there and looked at each other for a long time.
Perhaps after the disappointment, the young man began to fantasize again.
"I heard that Cong Ren, one of the three swordsmen in the world, died in the East China Sea. Do you think it is possible that I picked up his sword while walking and climbed to the sky in one step?"
Lu Xiaoer said nothing, just handed the sword in his hand to You Chunshan.
The latter took the sword with some confusion.
"What is this doing?"
Lu Xiaoer looked at him and said, "Have you reached heaven in one step?"
Only then did You Chunshan understand what Lu Xiaoer meant. He returned the sword to the young boy and said, "Can your sword compare with his?"
Lu Xiaoer pulled out the Xiwu Sword in his hand and said slowly: "Of course swords are the same, some may be tougher and sharper, but in the final analysis, it's just that the person who uses it is different. I hold this sword You may not be able to defeat some small monsters with a sword, but with this sword, your uncle can kill big monsters."
The young boy looked at You Chunshan's unbelieving expression and added another sentence.
"Of course, it's that kind of big monster that's not very strong. If you really want to be a big monster like Qing Xiang, I can't help it."
You Chunshan said: "It's not that I believe I can kill the big demon. But why should I kill the big demon?"
Lu Xiaoer then remembered that this person was from Donghai, and the story of the south may not be clear.
"Because Bailu briefly became a demonic land."
You Chunshan nodded thoughtfully.
"Actually, I have heard some stories about the south, but I thought that the East China Sea was already in chaos, and those people were probably talking nonsense. From what you said, did the two tribes in the south really fight?"
In the previous stories, the East China Sea was probably relatively peaceful.
Lu Xiaoer nodded.
The two looked at the high cliff for a long time, and then returned to the stream.
You Chunshan picked up the broken flute again and carved something on the sword.
"You always carve a carrot this time, right?"
Lu Xiaoer asked looking at You Chunshan's wooden sword.
"No, this is you."
"..."
Lu Xiaoer was silent, sitting aside and watching very seriously.
"Why do you suddenly want to carve me up again?"
You Chunshan stopped his movements and said with a smile: "Think about it, a person standing under a high cliff with a sword on his back and looking around. Although it is a very good picture, it is still a bit deserted, but next to it If we add a young boy, wouldn't the picture be much richer?"
Lu Xiaoer looked at You Chunshan quietly for a long time, and then said softly: "But the masters and uncles have said that cultivation is a lonely state."
You Chunshan was stunned and said, "Is that so?"
"I don't know, but it may be true. It's like watching the wind, watching the rain, and walking in the snow to look for plum blossoms."
Lu Xiaoer said.
You Chunshan shrugged, continued to carve on the wooden sword, and said: "But I'm not a practitioner, I'm just an unlucky guy, and the unlucky guy should always draw something to comfort himself."
Lu Xiaoer thought for a while, and for some reason he remembered those comfortable and lively days in Lingnan.
"Then you can engrave more lively things, such as a small building where people are eating hot pot."
You Chunshan said softly: "Then I will definitely not be in the building, because I will accidentally knock over the hot pot, and where are the hot pot and the small building under the Mojian Cliff?"
Lu Xiaoer said nothing more.
It must have been carved once before, so it was just a young boy added to the existing picture, so this time You Chunshan carved much faster and smoothly.
Even Lu Xiaoer's delicate eyebrows were carved out. Although it was just a profile, it was still a bit stunning.
"You are looking at Ya thinking about how to become a swordsman, so what am I looking at here?"
Lu Xiaoer looked at You Chunshan and asked.
You Chunshan said without hesitation: "You are waiting for your uncle."
Lu Xiaoer became more energetic and said, "Then you can engrave my uncle on it too."
You Chunshan was stunned and said, "But I don't know how to engrave this."
Lu Xiaoer sat there holding his sword, frowning and looking at the high cliff for a long time, then his eyes lit up and he said: "You don't have to carve him out, you just need to carve him vaguely on that cliff. Just an umbrella will do, and then add some lines on the side to make it look like a sword.”
You Chunshan thought for a while, and it seemed that it was not difficult to carve this way, so he picked up the broken flute and started carving again.
When the young man finished carving the scene and was about to blow the wood chips off the sword, there seemed to be some sword wind coming from the cliff, falling towards the wooden sword by the stream, and then drying up the wood chips. The pure land was blown away.
You Chunshan sat there in a daze, thinking, could it really be done?
So he picked up the sword and thrust it forward.
Unfortunately there was nothing.
Just like that sword wind was just an illusion.
You Chunshan took back his sword, and he and Lu Xiaoer quietly looked at the wooden sword that was somewhat unrecognizable.
The young man suddenly laughed.
"We seem to have forgotten what we were doing in the first place."
Lu Xiaoer was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that the reason why You Chunshan carved these things on the sword was just because he was unable to practice and was thinking wildly.
In the end, it actually ended up being carved on the sword.
Lu Xiaoer thought for a while and said: "This is actually quite good. You see, you won't fall down this way. Maybe that Taoist lied to you."
You Chunshan thought for a while and said: "Maybe it is true. I don't have the roots of heaven and earth. How can I become a great sword cultivator?"
The two of them sat there in silence, blowing the spring breeze in March, and watching a stream of water gurgling away.
After a long time, You Chunshan put the wooden sword in his hand behind his back, stood up, and walked towards the small thatched shed.
Lu Xiaoer sat by the stream, silently looked at his back for a long time, and then said slowly: "What are you going to do?"
You Chunshan stopped there, looked back at Lu Xiaoer and said matter-of-factly: "Of course I want to feel the Qi."
"..." Lu Xiaoer was originally a little sad for this young man, but as a result, You Chunshan's confident words made him feel angry.
"Weren't you still saying that just now?"
You Chunshan said calmly: "When people are in a bad mood, they naturally don't want to eat, but you can't really stop eating in the future."
"Besides, it's like this now anyway, why not keep trying, maybe tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, I can feel the energy?"
This makes a lot of sense, and is also very true.
"Then I won't have to just draw on the sword and look at Gao Ya."
You Chunshan turned his head and looked at the high cliff.
"I want to try walking up there too."
